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Chapter Sixteen

Sorry. I know it's been awhile since I updated anything. I've just been too depressed lately and just been trying to make everyone happy. A few of my friends wanted me to update some of my original stories and you guys want me to update and then it all goes over my head and I forget. Plus, I've been busy with getting ready for college which seems to be a wasted energy when we can't even afford it. I'll stop babbling.

On to the next chapter. Sorry if it's short.

Horatio was gripping the steering wheel so tight his knuckles were turning white. Ryan had caught up with Horatio before he had reached the Hummer. He was holding on for dear life as the Hummer swerved in and out of traffic. Minutes after Horatio had put out the call on the silver Hummer, they had already gotten a hit on where it was last seen. Some off duty cop had seen it turn onto a urban side street an hour earlier, the driver fitting Anna's description.

Ryan took a deep breath. "Don't you think you might want to slow down, H? It's the middle of rush hour."

Horatio ignored him. The sirens were on full blast and the cars in front of them were peeling away to the sides.

I'm going to kill them. The thought kept playing over and over in his mind. His grip tightening even more. I'm going to kill them.

Ryan grabbed the door handle as they came around a sharp turn. Out of all the years he had worked with Horatio, he had never seen him so pissed. He slowed down in the neighbor hood searching for any signs of Anna or Jamie. Horatio slammed on the breaks spotting the Hummer half hidden behind a row of trees in front of one of the houses.

Horatio pulled into the driveway and cut the engine. His hand instantly went for his gun. Ryan scrambled out of the Hummer trying to keep up with the angry man. Horatio already had his gun out as he reached the door.

He gave a loud knock. "Miami Dade Police!"

When no one answered he was going to knock again when he noticed the door was opened slightly. It let out a low creak as it was pushed open. Horatio was the first on to go in, his gun held firmly in his hand. The front room was completely bare or furniture. As they checked the rest of the floor the other rooms were the same way.

Horatio turned to Ryan. "Check upstairs. I'll check the basement."

Ryan nodded cautiously heading up. Horatio took out his flashlight from his belt (don't know where it would be kept). The stairs groaned from his weight. He ignored the spiderwebs as they brushed his cheek. His heart jumped from his chest when he heard a faint gunshot upstairs.

"Ryan!" he yelled dashing up the stairs.

That's it for now. I have to keep you guessing. Don't know the next time I'll update. I have too many projects right now. I'll try to do it soon.